Princess Against the World

As the sunlight penetrated, the mist quickly disappeared, and the mass graves re-entered his eyes.

Looking closely, they actually just entered.

144 They have disappeared, leaving only a few trails on the ground.

A map is scattered not far away.

That should have been deliberately left behind by the red-robed disciples when they dragged people away.

237 looked pale and was extremely embarrassed: "It seems... they are more fortunate than fortunate!"

Ling Luoyu didn't break his stinky taste, and said sadly, "Yeah... Our group, we are the only ones left!"

237 rolled his eyes, and suddenly laughed and said, "Brother, why don't you be the team leader, I'll be your soldier!"

"Aren't you afraid that you will die soon after following me?"

"The team leader is joking... Brother, I can see that you are the dragon and the phoenix..."

Ling Luoyu was too lazy to listen to his flattery, picked up the map, patted the dust on it, glanced at it a little, and walked towards the west of the mass grave.

The Nether Flower is the sister flower of the other side flower. It is poisonous and likes the shade. It is parasitic on the hundred-year-old carrion.

She had seen it just now. The tombs in the west were relatively neat, and the tombs in the east were slightly sparse and messy. Presumably the tombs in the west were old tombs.

Netherworld flowers grow in that place.

237 didn't know what she was going to do, and didn't dare to ask, so she could only keep up with it.

As it went deeper, Ling Luoyu's heart suddenly became suspicious.

What kind of mass grave is this burial? !

There are too many tombs.

If all the dead are buried, how many people must be buried?

At a glance, there are no less than tens of thousands.

When his consciousness was released, Ling Luoyu swept to the surrounding tombs and couldn't help but feel relieved.

animal bones.

It turned out to be a burial ground for raptors.

As they went deeper, people also appeared and appeared around them one after another.

There are still people who have survived the poisonous fog just like them.

Suddenly, Ling Luoyu stopped, took two steps back with a charming look, and lowered his head to look at his feet.

At her feet was a tomb that had been washed away by the rain, leaving only a tomb the size of a bowl.

"dig!"

237 was taken aback: "What?"

"dig!!"

"Dig??" 237 became more and more puzzled: "What do you use to dig? What?"

Ling Luoyu couldn't help rolling his eyes: "Of course I dug it with your hands..."

237: "..."

Although his hands are not expensive, they are also a guy who eats. It seems a little inappropriate to use them for digging graves.

"No, team leader... It doesn't seem appropriate for us to dig people's ancestral graves, doesn't it?"

"Three masters..." Feng Chenglin's surprised voice came from afar: "We are so lucky to meet you in this hellish place! The odds of this being so much smaller than the chance of seeing a ghost..."

Amidst the loud laughter, Feng Chenglin rushed over with four people.

After a period of practice, this guy not only improved his cultivation, but also lost a lot of fat. At least after running, there was no more fat to shake.

Ling Luoyu squinted 237: "Are you digging? If you don't, I'll let others dig!"

237 is still a little embarrassed and hesitant.

Ling Luoyu was not polite, and pointed at his feet: "Damn fat man, dig it up!"

Feng Chenglin didn't expect to dig graves as soon as they met, and couldn't help but startled: "Fuck!!! Third Young Master, when did your taste become so serious? You actually want to play grave digging?"

After all, he rolled up his sleeves and started digging without hesitation.

As long as it is his brother's words, he Feng Chenglin is absolutely obedient and complete, and he will never hesitate.

When the four people brought by Fatty Feng saw his hands, they looked at each other, but after all, they were not idle and squatted down to help.

On the contrary, Ling Luoyu seemed to be in command, with 237 supervising the work on one side.

After digging half a foot deep, he didn't see anything, Feng Chenglin kept his hands, but his mouth couldn't help but wonder: "San Shao, what are you trying to dig?!"